An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Kraven.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap is at 65. You change? Off 65 80.'
The gully continues 'Eyes hurt? Turn Color OFF!! (regular story dates)

Astinus says 'Enter the main library here to view only the author list.'
Astinus gently places a private journal on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Kraven' scribed in unearthly blue ink.

Author:    Kraven         
Date:      Thu Jan 11 20:29:32 2007
Subject     Kraven's "story"

The son of an elven mother and human father Kraven was shunned by
both
humans and elves.  A Halfling they called him among other things.
 His
childhood was a tough and sheltered one, in that he and his
parents
lived miles from any town.  Needless to say other then his
parents
Kraven had no friends other then the woodland creatures that he
came to
know and respect. His father a once mighty knight was reduced to
nothing
more then a hunter in order to provide for his family.  His
mother a
beautiful elven archer at one point in time was now a simple
house wife.
 Both forsaken from their homes for the love they shared.

As the years passed and Kraven grew, he learned from both his
mother and
father the ways of the sword and bow.  Killing only what he
needed to
survive he honed his skills in hunting, track, and forging.  He
was one
with nature.

Moving through the wild one day he came across a few human men
setting
new and checking old traps.  As he followed these men they came
across a
small bear cub caught in snare.  Looking on to see what the men
might do
Kraven quietly drew his sword and lay in wait.  One man leapt
towards
the helpless bear sword in hand swiping at it's head.  Jumping
out of
the bush Kraven's sword clashed with that of the mans in a
thunderous
bang.  Without an answer the 3 men charged Kraven.  Though
reluctant he
used the skills taught to him by his mother and father he was
able to
free the cub and leave with his life which is more then the 3 men
left
with...  Returning home he told his parents everything, about the
bear,
and the men.  From that moment on he trained day in and day out
to
better his skills in order to protect the woods in which he
lived.

The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

Astinus points to the massive wall of books behind him and bids you to make a selection.

Authors: All|A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M|N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z

Astinus mentions 'We have had over 868 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'